fare thee well
friday, december 17th, 2010
it's one of my favorite romantic ballads, especially when sung by the incomparable voice of Eva Cassidy, and being away from Gabrielle all last week, due to her "doubts and second thoughts", seemed all the more painful and lonely.
I vowed that I would "resolve it", one way of another, this weekend, to our mutual satisfaction, without further complications for either of us. We had big decisions to make for our future, the future of our child, and our families. I was determined to do what was necessary to bring our marriage to fuitition and build a real life for us in York (PA), and not in the mountains, despite how much I loved The Cabin getaway, in the mountains. But the dangers to Garbrielle were becoming paramount now — I had no problem killing such lowlife, subhuman, skinhead, neo-nazi filth — but now I had to watch-out for her safety, and that of our baby's. Many, many considerations to consider and make.
Don't ever let the bad things change you. Don't ever let Love pass you by. Grab the Brass Ring of Life & Love it for all it's worth, for if it passes you by, you'll never get that chance again. I speak from firsthand knowledge, here. A sage, old phrase to the wise: "Sing like you don't need the money, love like you'll never get hurt, and dance like there's nobody watching". Life is way too short to ignore it's possibilities, and when they're gone, you're gone.
Around The Garden Center
I had another doctors appointment at 10:30am on Friday, so I went into work early, to warm-up the buildings, and get some paperwork done, before leaving for the Apple Hill Medical Center Complex, in York. It was a general check-up with my primary care physician and everything was okay: both BP and weight down once again to good levels. I'll go back in 6mos for another. I have to get some bloodwork done in the next 2-3 weeks. It started snowing just as I was leaving Apple Hill and it came down harder the closer I got to the Garden Center. About ¾", all told, just enough to make the roads a mess until the salt/ cinder trucks got busy on them. I re-reviewed the Spring 2011 nurery stock orders, and received a massive *.PDF (124 pages!) from our perennial supplier in Dillsburg (PA), for their Spring offerings. I'll share that with Kim next time she's in the Center.
I closed down at 2:00pm, went home and fed and watered Murphy, gathered my gear and .50cal Beowulf Rifle, and headed for The Cabin to talk to Gabrielle, about us. I stayed-up there both Saturday and Sunday, with her, and resolved all out "issues". I DVR'd "The Abyss" before going to The Cabin, so I'd have it to watch when I got back. A classic, IMO.
I must have caught a bad cold or a mild flu in Dr. McKeague's Apple Hill office on Friday — lots of sick people there waiting to be treated, sneezing and coughing their brains out — because then I had vomiting, the "trots" and aches and pains all morning, so I stayed in bed until 2:30pm. I couldn't keep any food down all day, so I just turned-up the heat, drank cranberry juice, and went back to bed at 4:30pm, hoping to sleep through it all. It worked.
On Monday, no sooner had I gotten to work, than CHCA's (Carriage Hill Condo Ass'n) "Handyman" - Dennis Shockley (717) 817-3500 - called to say he'd meet me back at the condo to finish-up repairs to the two holes in the drywall, and prime and paint the areas. Dad and Kim were there so I left for the day. I showed him some other areas which the two condo cats had damaged over their 17-year "tenure" with me, and he quoted me a very nice price to repair them. We'll do that project after the New Year, when he has some time.
26°F/ Wind Chill 13°F, on Monday, but nothing like the Plains and Midwest were experiencing. -20°F in many places with 2-4ft of blowing, drifting snow, from their Sunday Blizzards. We're supposed to catch the near-zero temps in the coming days, as the "Alberta Clipper" works it way southeastward and down into Florida. Watch for the price of OJ and fresh veggies to skyrocket, as crops are damaged or outright-killed. This Winter's going to be one of the most brutally-cold on-record, IMO. Go-Bull Warming, AlGoreBore?
I was up at 6am on Tuesday morning, shaved and showered, and it was even more bitter than Monday was: 18°F/ Wind Chill 4°F, and ½" of snow on the ground, from snow squalls moving through overnight. It was a little treacherous driving to work, as the snow was very icy and I saw a few "fender-benders". So I just took my time, until the sun came-up and melted most of it. I hate going to work in the dark. The poor folks and livestock in the Plains and Midwest really got hammered, and now we're getting it. By 8:15am, I had all 3 of the Main Building's large Modine gas-fired heaters running and couldn't get the temperature above 43°F, and was sitting in my heavy parka and Fedora, shivering at my computer, so I closed-down at 10:15am, ran a few errands and went home to my new 64,000 BTU furnace and some real heat. Barbie & John, my "cleaning people" were there, so they worked around me. I cranked-up the heat to 72°F and warmed-up quickly
Here's an "oldie but a goodie" for this Christmas Time of the year: "Pa and The Rifle". Brings a tear to my eye everytime I read it. Nice, huh?
Of the 36 condo units in my Carraige Hill Condonminium Association, 11 are "snowbirds", who leave in their Toyota Priuses, have sold their RVs, and head to the Gold Coast of Florida, where $200k condos are selling for >$70k right now. I wish I had some capital to buy 5-6 of those units, as the market will come back in a few years. I could wait it out.
The “Virtual Cabin” – A Novella
Gabrielle was at Bev & Tony's house packing an overnight bag, and as I pulled into the driveway, she came leaping and bounding down the snowy stairs to greet me with a bearhug and big kiss. They had a good 2-3" of snow up here in the mountains. She had her engagement ring on and we drove to The Cabin. I disarmed the building, and carried her across the threshold, and went back out for our gear. Once back inside, I re-armed the building, turned-up the heat, fed and watered Jenny, and carried-in three armloads of firewood and a 3ft log. We unpacked and I kept the Alexander Arms Beowulf .50cal and my Kimber 1911 "Target Eclipse II" .45cal ACP close at-hand.
Once The Cabin was up to temperature, I offered to make her something to eat, but she'd already eaten. She began to tell me about a "conversation" she'd overheard in Nell's Kitchen, which precipitated her "doubts and second thoughts" about us, last week. It was some more "friends/ kin" of the Holtzapples, Andersons and Groves, talking about taking revenge upon me for what I'd done to their kin, even though it was in self-defense and "justified" by the DA and Grand Jury. She didn't want us to be "looking over our shoulders for the rest of our lives", together. I told her that I'd take a $1 million life insurance policy out on myself, and that if anything happened to me, she'd be set for life. "That went over like a fart in church". She frowned. She wanted me; not the money. I hadn't told her yet about the $7.1 million-plus in pure 24kt gold that I now owned, minus federal taxes, tax accountants' and lawyers' fees, but would do that at a more appropriate time. I also didn't tell her what I "stashed away" to avoid all those additional taxes.
I assured her that everything would be allright and there was nothing to worry about. The fire was roaring now and it was getting dark, with the snow still coming down, here in the mountains. I turned-on the police scanner, and heard of a few accidents, but nothing major. At least Bev & Tony's General Store's massive tempered glass windows were replaced and the plywood sheets gone. I mentioned to Gabrielle that we ought to stop by and volunteer to help with anything they still needed. Her green eyes lit-up and she smiled.
I turned-on the front and rear spotlights and armed the pressure-plate in the 1,000ft gravel driveway to The Cabin. Gabrielle had the inside lights on "low", and it was real cozy with just the three (including Jenny) of us there. I put the 3ft log on the glowing embers and the fire came back to life. Jenny was curled-up on her Kodiak Bearskin Rug, and Gabrielle and I snuggled-up on the massive couch, which unfolded into a king-sized bed, in front of the fireplace, if we wanted it to. She soon fell asleep in my arms, and I kissed her gently on her cheek; she smiled. I dozed-off, too.
I'd bought a Bushnell 119305C Trail Sentry 5.0 MP w/Night Vision Camera for around $135, to install on the front of The Cabin, and would get one for the back, on my next trip to York. I had a local electrician wire it into the Choice One Security Panel, so I could see "what" was on my doorstep, with a 360° swivel and remotely beam-it in real-time to Chief Bunce's and Sgt Atler's offices' computers, so they could evaluate any situation at-hand. Gabriell's story of the four lowlife, dirtbag scum in Nell's Kitchen — I wished I'd been there because I'd have "ended that permanently" — talking about revenge upon me, started me thinking. I'd call Sgt Clay Atler, who worked weekends, out to to talk with Gabrielle about what she saw and heard, and "just what might be coming my way", once again. If so, she'd not be safer with Bev & Tony, than here at The Cabin, although it'd become *Fortress* by now. We needed distance between the lowlife, subhuman, murderous "friends/ kin" of the Holtzapples, Andersons and Groves. We'd talk about that in the morning and make some decisions on her long-term safety, now that she was carrying our baby. Actually, I wanted to "take full possession of her and our baby" and move them both to York, where'd they'd be safe. It wasn't Bev & Tony's "responsiblity", anymore; it was mine and mine alone. That fact slapped my face like an angry man's fist. I absorbed it and went to the next level of consideration.
I knew that I just wanted to move her to York, get married and have our baby, and experience a real fine life together, despite the years of difference in age. And that's all she wanted. What was so "difficult" about something so simple?
Sgt Clay Atler arrived with 3 of his Deputies — Chief Bunce was still hobbling around on a healing broken ankle and had delegated 100% Authority to Clay — so I dealt with him. "What about those four in Nell's Kitchen which Gabrielle overheard and saw?" Do I need to kill them too if them come after us, or will you do that for us, Clay?" He said who they knew who they were, and would "take care of it, immediately". I trusted him, but had my doubts because of *the limits of the US Law*. I could do it quicker and easier that the slovenly and liberal-infested US Courts System, and I would do so, ASAP. I needed for Garbrielle to ID the 4 scum, and I'd "fix it" right away. She did, and I "went to work", immediately. I was thoroughly pissed-off.
Two of the neo-Nazi skinheads lived in a double-wide trailer, in Fort Mount's Trailer Park, just 15-miles west of Adam's Junction. I crawled under the trailer and set 5lbs of C-4 (don't ask) as it'll take multiple charges, wired to the indoor LPG-heating switches, which would blow that rig to hell, since it was a known meth lab, with them and their guns and ammo in it. I was covered with cobwebs and filth, when I came out, but had another "job" to do, before night's end. This would be no different than the many S&D (search and destroy) missions I'd been on in the Nam, many years ago. Ridding society of these filth would be a pleasure, IMO.
Next, I drove to Baxter's Overlook, where I found 3999 DeGulch Lane, where another one of them "lived with his homo neo-Nazi buddy". I set 5 more lbs of PETN with trip switches, wired to within 3ft of opening the doors with a key. The C-4 went-off at the same time, as soon as they entered, destroying them and all evidence for CSI and State Police Investivators, while burning the structure to the ground. It was a massive fireball. I was 20+ miles away at The Cabin, when "it all happened", with Gabrielle. Case closed.
When I got back to The Cabin, I showered and laundered my clothes, to remove any traces of evidence. Gabrielle was asleep in the matching over-stuffed leather chairs in front of the roaring fireplace, and Gabrielle knew nothing of what I did to fix "that situation".
It was 11:39pm and I opted to go to sleep with Gabrielle, as I was tired from the "evening's acivities". I gently awoke her and led her to the Master Bedroom, undressed her, and we made wild, passionate love for over three-plus hours. I told her that "everything had been taken care of" and that she didn't have to "worry anymore about looking over her shoulder". We fell asleep, exhausted, in each other's arms, and slept until 11:55am.
I got up at noon and made Eggs Benedict, fresh Hollandaise (raw egg yolks and clarified butter in a double-boiler), pancakes, home fries, sausage and fresh OJ for breakfast. Gabrielle was stunned after I told her my background as a Chef at the CIA, in Hyde Park, NY, way back in the 80s, in between advertising jobs, in NYC. Anyway, she devoured her breakfast, for now "she was eating for two". We showered and dressed, and just then the driveway's pressure plate sounded an arrival. It was Sgt Atler's Squad Car, with the DA, two FBI Agents and a CSI Agent.
I welcomed them in, made coffee and we sat at the massive oak Dining Room Table. They were matter-of-fact: where was I last night between the hours of 8:00pm and 11:00pm? I told them that I was right here, curled-up in front of the fire with Gabrielle. They said that four skinheads had been "blown to bits", along with their meth-lab dwellings and that it was "mildly suspicious". Meth labs blow-up all the time, I said. I assured them that it wasn't me. I asked if meth labs were indeed involved, and they said yes, but that small traces of C-4 had been found by CSI. I told them that I hadn't had access to any of that ordinance since Nam in 1971-1974, and wouldn't know where to even find it, nowadays. Gabrielle corroborated my story, although she was mostly asleep while I was on my two "S&D Missions", and wouldn't really know the true story. That was good enough for them. "We're glad the last, we think, of them are gone and that you weren't involved in anyway, said Sgt Clay. I told him that I was more than willing to let the DA & Courts handle it, as they had with all the other "incidents" around here, over the past year-plus, but it seemed that "Nature took it's course and resolved the problem for everyone, didn't She". They agreed. "Good enough for our reports and records", was their comment.
Sgt Clay Atler winked at me, while The DA, the two FBI Agents and and CSI Agent left with nary a word, beyond what we had talked about. "Case closed", as far as they were were concerned. I suspected that they were just glad to rid the county of the skinheads, once and for all, no matter how it happened or who did it. At least, I hoped so.
Gabrielle and I closed-down and re-armed The Cabin, and took a drive into Adam's Junction, to Bev & Tony's General Store, which now looked great again with its new gleaming plate glass windows and cleaned-up interior. We both got a big hug and a kiss/ handshake from Bev & Tony, and I asked if there ws anything further we could do do help. The showed me the front page of "The Junction Record" Newspaper, detailing the deaths of the four skinheads and the destruction of their meth-lab homes. I had no comment, other than "it sounds like they got was was coming to them". Tony agreed.
Hungry for lunch; we decided to drive by Nell's Kitchen, to see how busy it was. It was passable and we parked and entered, to a *huge round of applause* from all patrons inside. We were immediately-seated and two waitresses hovered over us. We placed our order and sipped the lemon-sliced water. I had the medium-rare, fresh-cut Filet Mingnon with 3 side dishes, while Gabrielle ordered the Pasta Alfredo, with crusty homemade garlic bread. I'd partake of some of that garlic bread, as well. Yum! Tipping my usual 25%, I paid the bill and we left. By now, it was snowing again.
I asked Gabrielle if she'd like to come back to York for Christmas Dinner with me and my Family, since I had to be at work on Monday, and she said she'd like one more week with Bev & Tony, to get her things packed-up, and then she'd move to York with me, for good, next weekend. We'd still have our Adam's Junction Cabin, for our getaway retreat. I reminded her that Christmas was fast-approaching, and we'd need to make "some plans" for it.
I dis-armed the building, turned-up the furnace, built a medium fire, re-armed the building and driveway pressure-plate, and turned-on the front and rear spots. We sat and talked of everything from A-Z, with me pulling my multiple pages of yellow tablet, previously-made "notes about us" from the large roll-top desk, to review with her. She wadded them up and threw them into the fire, and said that "she just wanted to spend the rest of her life with me and our new baby". That was good enough for me. I carried her into the Master BR, undressed her, and we made love for 2-3 hours, and fell asleep in each other's arms. It was only 3:30pm and beginning to get dark due to the heavily-falling snow.
The Global Warming Money Pit
Have you seen this video: "BBC: The Great Global Warming Swindle"? It was outright-banned from leftist, hate-filled, dirtbag, lowlife scumbags, Google.com's and YouTube.com's websites, by the mentally-ill, left-wing, global warming idiot wackos, but I've preserved it, for posterity, aka you, me and *ours*. Watch, be informed and download it for others to see. It's on my corporate server, and will stay there, BTW.
Here's what the Global Warming Scam is all about. Sweet, huh? They're so transparent, aren't they?
Here's everything you need to know about the Global Warming Fraud, and why it's a good thing. It's a l-o-n-g article, so get a sandwich, iced tea and settle-in, for a very informative read. I'm right there with you, BTW.
The "Greenhouse Effect" is a natural and valuable phenomenon, without which, the planet would be uninhabitable. Global Warming, at least in recent times, is real. CO2 is not a significant greenhouse gas; 95% of the contribution is due to Water Vapor. Man's contribution to Greenhouse Gasses is relatively insignificant. We didn't cause the recent Global Warming and we cannot stop it. Solar Activity appears to be the principal driver for Climate Change. CO2 is a useful trace gas in the atmosphere, and the planet would actually benefit by having more, not less of it, because it is not a driver for Global Warming and would enrich our vegetation, yielding better crops to feed the expanding population. CO2 is not causing global warming, in fact, CO2 is lagging temperature change in all reliable datasets. The cart is not pulling the donkey. Wake-up, folks.
Here's a listing of The Best Global Warming Videos on the Internet.
Hey, fat, shit-for-brains, bloated, liar, huckster, fraud, criminal, charlatan, scumbag, loser, disgraced ex-VP AlGoreBore (LIAR-TN), is back using $300 million of OPM (Other Peoples' Money) to promote his Global Warming Bullshit, after the worst Winter in over 100 years. Welcome back, fatso huckster asswipe, AlGoreBore!
Roger Revelle of Scripps Institution of Oceanography, Harvard University and University of California San Diego, spits on the lying scumbag, AlGoreBore. My, my, oh my. (((snicker))) No, there's no consensus on Glo-bullshit Warming, other than it's a LIE! Just ask Alfred P. Sloan Professor of Atmospheric Science at MIT, Richard S. Lindzen; he's eminently-qualified to call AlGoreBoreAsshole, a LIAR! As I am.
There's another "ice age" coming, not the AlGoreBoreLiar 'Glo-bull warming' crap.
Larsen B Ice Shelf in Antarctica collapses in 2002 = Glo-bullshit Warming? Doubt it.
Read this Glo-bullshit Warming idiocy. Go ahead; I'll wait.
AlGoreBore's "hypocrisy"? See it right here!
You need to watch this 30 minute film; it's an eye-opener if you think that we're running out of crude oil, and that America has no reserves. We have more oil and natural gas in Alaska alone, than all the rest of the world's known reserves, COMBINED! Grab an adult beverage, and watch it.
Better get out your Winter coats, 'snuggies', wool socks and snow shovels, as it seems we've got an 80-year "Little Ice Age", on the way. Yawn; no biggie.
AlGoreBore's "Glo-bull Warming Bullshit" has spawned so-called 'cottage industries' around the world, worth hundreds of millions and probably billions of dollars, for green corporation validation, carbon credits, foundation & university climate studies, grants and a host of other BS-related crap to his lies and garbage. Global warming competes with cancer and competes with AIDS for a finite amount of money. This year's natural resurgence will surely see the global warmists, led by celebrity warmist, Gore, compete viscously for those US Taxpayers' hard-earned dollars. And I'm betting that the really important disease, cancer, loses to Glo-bullshit Warming and AIDS. Dammit.
F*ck all the "Glo-bullshit Warming Alarmists"! I say, FUCK-THEM-UP, and cleanse the planet, if they try to physically-intimidate and hurt anyone! I will; count on it! "Get in my face", assholes, and that'll be your last day on this Earth! If there are any "dissenting scientists" out there, who need protection, just get in-touch with me, and I'll guard you & yours. You can count upon that, folks!
Have you taken "The Global Warming Test"? If you have a sentient, functioning brain, and a simple knowledge of "the facts", you'll easily get a 10-of-10, as I did. Go ahead, and give it a try!
Read this article and pick-out "The WWF's Big Lie". If you chose this paragraph — "Summer sea ice is now forecasted to completely disappear in the summer months sometime between 2013 and 2040 — something which hasn't happened for over a million years." — you'd be right. There isn't, and never has been and ice on the earth dated at a million years old, and who the hell was around back then to begin recording it? The lying sacks-of-shit at the World Wildlife Fund (WWF) are typical lowlife, left-wing wacko scumbags, in-bed with the "Glo-Bull Warming" Crap, of asshole AlGoreBore and his phony, money-making scam. The oldest, and not reliably-dated ice cores are >160,000 years, and those are shaky in fact, at best. So where did the lying WWF pull the million year crap from? Their asses, of course!
Shit-for-brains, mentally-ill, fat, bloated liar, AlGoreBore's (LOWLIFE-TN) "ally", in NASA's Goddard Institute for Space Studies (GISS), which is run by AlGoreBore's chief scientific ally/"asshole/butt-buddy"— Dr James "Moron-Cretin-Asshole" Hansen (DIRTBAG-NASA) — and is one of four bodies responsible for monitoring global temperatures, announced that "last month was the hottest October on record". Total, factual bullshit and lies. This was startling. Across the world there were reports of unseasonal snow and plummeting temperatures last month, from the American Great Plains to China, and from the Alps to New Zealand. China's official news agency reported that Tibet had suffered its "worst snowstorm ever". In the US, the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration registered 63 local snowfall records and 115 lowest-ever temperatures for the month, and ranked it as only the 70th-warmest October in 114 years. So what explained the anomaly? GISS's computerized temperature maps seemed to show readings across a large part of Russia had been up to 10 degrees higher than normal. But when expert readers of the two leading warming-skeptic blogs, "Watts Up With That and Climate Audit", began detailed analysis of the GISS data they made an astonishing discovery. The reason for the freak figures was that scores of temperature records from Russia and elsewhere were not based on October readings at all. Figures from the previous month had simply been carried over and repeated two months running. Read this article, and find out why both lying, corrupt, criminal, subhuman idiots, GoreBore & Hansen, should be stood against a wall, and shot, IMO. In fact, the pathetically-socialist, left-wing UK, has just begun to awaken to what the "Climate Change Bill" will do to destroy their nation, or what's left of it. IMO, it's probably too late now to save the UK, but at least some of the more Conservative people over there, will at least get the chance to flee to America (or elsewhere), before we also "go down the proverbial dumper", as they've done. Heh.
On Friday, January 2nd, I ran a fully-attributed story in my weekly "Journal", which had links to other stories and facts, thoroughly-debunking AlGoreBore's trillion dollar scam and fraud, Global Warming". The Daily Telegraph UK's columnist, Christopher Booker, was the erudite author, and here is the link to that story. Nice job, Mr Booker!
Now, lowlife shit-for-brains dirtbag, Arkansas Gov Mike "DumbAss Turd-Boy" Beebe (ASSHOLE-AR), said that global warming is serious problem, not a "hoax," and requires more than a state response. "I think it's a threat, and I think global warming is occurring," Beebe-The-Shithead said in response to a caller to his statewide radio program who said he believed the climate change crisis was a "hoax." Idiot. Stupid idiot. Global warming is bullshit, you two-bit asshole! Crawl back inside of AlGoreBore's rectum, dumbfuck!
And global cooling goes merrily along, without any help from us mere humans, as it has for millions and millions of years.
Another "lie/error" in the favor of Glo-BULL Warming's false bullshit and lies? Got duct tape?
Here's the truth: Lord Monckton of Brenchley's Science & Public Policy Institute.
The commie/fascist/socialist liberal-demokkkRAT filth in the US Congress, have refused to allow Lord Monckton to testify the truth, against con-man, liar, scumbag AlGoreBore's LIES! This is Commie Russia, NOT Free America!
We are in a mini-ice-age for the next 30 years; get used to it!
UN: Glaciers are melting in some part of the world, while increasing in other parts of the world. So frigging what, dumbass UN scumbag trash? It's been happening for millions of years, idiots!
Things Which Make Your Head Explode
Have you ever wondered how liberals argue? (An oldie but a goodie).
The number of people filing for state unemployment benefits for the first time fell to its second lowest level this year, the Labor Department said Thursday. Against a backdrop of what’s been stubbornly high joblessness, initial claims dropped 3,000 to a seasonally adjusted 420,000 last week, marking the third decline in the past four weeks. Not nearly good enough, IMO.
President Obama on Wednesday sat down with chief executives from major companies such as Boeing, Comcast, General Electric and Google for a lengthy "working meeting" to urge them to do more hiring to bring down unemployment and work with him to strengthen the economic recovery. Sure, that'll work, Øbummer.
Some People Just Need Killing
This will do it!.
(© FOX News) "A federal jury found a rambling street preacher guilty Friday of the 2002 kidnapping of Elizabeth Smart in a case that has tugged at hearts around the nation ever since the Utah teenager was snatched from her bedroom and resurfaced nine months later. Brian David Mitchell could face up to life in prison when he is sentenced next May 25th". KILL HIM!
Carlnelus Delaney Simmons needs killing for dropping a 16-month old toddler into boiling water, and killing him. Please Dear Lord, let me headshoot the subhuman, murderous filth!